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Free Writing - Take 83

My stomach is still doing somersaults from the awful piece of fish I ate tonight. As I described in a short lived Facebook status, it was like licking salt off your hand before a shot of tequila, but only to have the liquor replaced with the worst tasting vegetable oil imaginable. Absolutely disgusting. I was so looking forward to that fish too. A nice mustard-dill, honey-soy, or maybe even a light poach in olive oil and some lemon. I guess it could be worse, but why was it even cooked? So many unexplained questions lately. The doors constantly left open in an area known for random break-ins, the lights left on, but the computer shut off. Then the other, not suitable for even this blog. I wonder sometimes where people's minds are. I am guilty too, I'm terrible at calling people back or dealing with bills, but then again, I can't afford them and that's my cross to bear, one I'll most likely never get off my back. But today wasn't all bad, despite the food horrors. I had people reach out and say hello. Two beautiful friends who made my day, then a third, a fourth and fifth and sixth. Nice to be cared about by lovely looking women. Even if they are all taken. I'll take it. I only want friendship these days anyway. So the movie train keeps rolling and some are good and some are bad, but it's keeping my mind working. A puzzle here and there and at least I'm not repeating the same process every single day. The same mundane routine, cleverly tricking us into feeling it's new. I've not shared a meal with anyone in a while and when I do it's chatter about the weather or something someone else said. When did people stop forming their own opinions. Facebook is now life. People wait to see what others think and then comment. They pick their little person to be obsessed about and then they covet their words, like little school girls giggling in the yard. I'll never understand it. Here's a forum, whether it be social media or life, to choose your own thoughts, your own expression and your own words and yet, even those you'd least expect, cater their thoughts, expressions and words to those they covet, no matter how painfully ordinary they are. Weird huh? I'll take joking with friends about vacuums, cucumbers and elephants. You can have your obsessions.


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